Development

For you I would go backwards:
forget teachings of subtlety, grace,
making-the-first-move,
prolonged eye contact.

If you asked/commanded/wanted
me,
I would strip myself to the very essentials ' breasts, beating heart,
and let you ask all those questions I've
avoided answering

Yes, yes take
it all, bury it.

My name in your mouth would be
foreign, one of those words
un-familiarised with overuse.

Let me kiss away my own name.

Going in reverse, meeting myself backwards,
only one of us with the stamp of your blistering lips,
the answer would be take it all,

yes, and memorise it.

For you
I would cut away my hair/take off all my mascara/smile/go backwards.
I would unlearn my language,
not myself.